firmly in his.
A few minutes later we were walking back to
the hotel, I was lost in my thoughts not really paying attention to
where we were, when Drake nudged me.
“You know we would be great together,
right?”
I looked at him. “What are you talking
about?”
“You and me, Mags.”
I shook my head. What was with him lately and
talking about us like there was an us?
“Drake, that’s not a good idea.”
“Why?”
“I’m a single mom, who’s trying to take care
of my kid, why would you want someone with that kind of
baggage?”
He sighed and ran his hands through his hair
pulling at the ends. “I don’t see Quinn as baggage, and why would I
care about you being a single mom? Do you really know me that
little? We’ve know each other what almost eight years now, why
don’t you have any trust in me?”
“Why would I think you care about me being a
single mom? Uhm because she’s not your kid, she’s not your
responsibility, because I am used, because no one wanted my mom
after she had me!” I was yelling at the end and had to calm myself
down before I continued. “Because you deserve better than me,
because I can’t give you what you need.”
“You’re not your mother, Mags, and you are
not used. No, Quinn isn’t my biological child, but that doesn’t
really matter, biology does not mean anything, if that was the case
Devi and I would be completely different people than who we are.
And I deserve far less than you, I mean, come on, I am a prick,
right, so how could I deserve a woman who is a smart, sarcastic,
sexy, jaded, bitchy, and a terrific mother?”
I reached up and grabbed a handful of his
T-shirt and yanked him down, I pressed my lips against his and bit
his bottom lip. With a groan, he grabbed a handful of my hair and
pulled me closer, his tongue thrusting into my mouth dueling with
my own tongue. He licked and sucked and nipped my entire mouth, I
don’t think he left anything unexplored. We broke the kiss panting
but leaving our lips touching; I couldn’t break the connection I
felt with him.
“So I’m bitchy?” I murmured against his
lips.
He chuckled. “Out of all that all you heard
was me calling you bitchy?” he murmured back. He grabbed my hand
and started walking back towards the hotel. “Come on, let’s go get
the princess.”
Drake
The next morning I went across the hall to
talk to Seth about when the band would want me to take over the
manager duties, and what they wanted from a manger. I knew Sam and
Seth were both active in what happened with the band both musically
as well as on the business aspect but I wasn’t sure how involved
they really were on the business side of things.
I waited for someone to open the door while
thinking back to last night with Mags. I was still surprised that
she had kissed me. I didn’t want to push her too far or too fast,
this was Mags after all, and I knew she would bolt at any point
this became serious. I understood where she was coming from. I knew
she was raised by a single mom that was always on the lookout for
the one, and I knew Mags didn’t believe in the one. Not that I put
much stock into that nonsense either, but if I were to think of one
person I would be able to live with and deal with on a daily basis
it would be Mags.
Eli opened the door to Seth’s room and waved
me in, he was on the phone and it sounded like he was arguing with
whoever it was on the other end.
“I don’t give a fuck, Cin,” Eli yelled then
hung up.
I laughed, Cin was a handful and Eli was
always trying to pick up the pieces of her messes and I really
couldn’t blame him for not wanting her to get involved with one of
his band mates.
Eli sighed and ran his hands across his face.
“She’s mad at me.”
I nodded.
“She found out Mags came with Devi, and now
she’s pissed because I wouldn’t let her come out too.”
I nodded again.
“I just don’t think it’s a good idea for her
and X to get into something, ya know, cause when one
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